I call dibs on Teagan Hunter.

With the release of Text Me Baby One More Time, we have the conclusion to the Texting series. An interconnected, stand alone series of RomCom gold (*HIGHLY recommended to read in order, however, trust me).

I love you, he said.

Forever, he said.

Turns out, he lied.

When he leaves me high and dry after a cross-country move, I push him out of my life as much as I can, which is hard to do when the guy who broke your heart also happens to be the most famous dude in town.

After a disastrous year, he’s aiming to rehab his reputation, and I just so happen to be aiming for a promotion at the paper.

So, we strike a deal, and it’s a win-win all around.

Besides, what’s the harm in a few dates to charity galas anyway?

He’s arrogant, a total jerk. There’s no way I’ll fall for him…again.

I used to love him. Now I hate him…I think.

Text Me Baby One More Time is a second chance, enemies (but ARE they?) to lovers romance that packs a heady dose of humor, swoon and yes, yes, sexy times.

“Well, this tension-filled silence is my cue. Have a good night with your right hand, [Cap].” And there it is. This tension she’s referring to is unfinished business. We both know it, and if I can get [Bucky] to give me the time of day, I intend to finish it. “I’ll have you know I’m a switch-hitter. I was going to give Lefty some showtime tonight.”

Teagan blends humor and heart so seamlessly, and I find myself in awe at how she writes these characters straight into our own hearts, forever. The bantering (throughout the entire series even) is effortless and relatable. It’s so natural, it’s easy to forget it’s fiction.

The way Teagan writes is so unassuming, one moment I’m laughing, literally, out loud, the next, my stomach bottoms out in the best way from the intense, subtle swoon I mention so frequently. The sex is hot, the romance is real, and the high you’ll be feeling from it all is lethal.

Cap and Bucky. Oy. Bucky and Cap. These two- their undeniable and unavoidable attraction of mind, body and heart is palatable.

Young love isn’t always right, but when it is, it’s the rightest kind of right there is…and if my heart is telling me one thing, it’s that [Cap] and me? We’re right, and I’m ready to fight for it.

They share a history, one of our kismet, one that hurts, one that you feel yourself yelling out famously, “I WAS ROOTING FOR YOU” as it crumbles suddenly but not altogether unexpectedly. I mean, we need some kind of angsty bullshit bullshit to allow for angry sex, yeah?

If we’re not slinging insults at one another, we don’t know how to act. You’d never guess from the way we interact that [Bucky] and I share a long, painful history.

It’s difficult not to go into great detail, because while this story is fun and generally light-hearted, going in blind is the best thing you could do. There is texting, there is quick wit, A PUG, nerdiness, redemption and an encore from an ensemble cast we have grown to love so fiercely.

Nothing I say will do this story, this series, Teagan herself, any justice. You have to experience it for yourself, and you can thank me later.

…what if you were everything I expected and hoped for? What if we did work out? What if we didn’t fail? What if you didn’t regret it for a second? What if the fucking Pope shits in the goddamn woods? There are a lot of what-ifs in life.” She shakes her head. “Being chickenshit isn’t a reason to walk away from something.”